One's a Potter And One's a Malfoy -- DRARRY

Chapter 2

Draco Malfoy paced back and forth three times in front of the wall that would supposedly open up into the Room Of Requirement.

Hesitantly, he stood back to watch the bricks slowly move to form an archway. Amazed, Draco watched as huge brown doors appeared where there was once a solid brick wall. Walking forwards, he grabbed the handles and stepped in, only to be met by huge piles of used junk. Annoyed, Draco walked in, forgetting to close the doors behind him. 

Looking around, Draco could only see useless objects neatly sorted into piles. They seemed to go on for miles. Walking through, he examined each separate pile. One had broken chairs and tables, while another had teacups and teapots. It was amazing how none of them had fallen and shattered.

He began walking through the mess of a room until he found what he was looking for. He stood in front of a large wooden wardrobe. It had intricate details carved into the edges and Draco ran his slender fingers along every crevasse. He stepped back to admire it when he was finished, because it was in fact quite beautiful.

Even if it was going to be used for the darkest of things.

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Harry Potter watched Draco behind a pile of old dusty pillows. 

He too, was amazed by the intriguing box standing before them. 

He watched as Draco glanced around the room until he found a suitable object. Draco walked back over to the box holding what looked to be a green apple. But from where he was positioned, he couldn't really tell. 

Harry watched as Draco put the apple into the box and closed the doors. He muttered some sort of phrase under his breath, his cold, stone eyes never once leaving the old wooden doors. "Harmonia Nectere Passus"

They both stood there for a minute or two. Draco looked as if he was waiting for something to happen, while Harry was utmost confused. 

After what felt like forever, Draco reached forward and tugged open the doors. Harry braced himself for something to leap out, as if the box had mutated the apple into a terrifying creature, ready to claw Dracos' face off. But there was nothing in the box. Nothing at all.

Even though Harry could only see the back of his arch-enemies head, he could practically feel the triumph radiating off of the blonde boy.

Draco pumped his fist in the air. "Yes yes yes!" He shouted "It worked, it worked!"

Harry stood up from his crouched position to get a better look into the box. The apple really was gone. 

What just happened? 

The blonde whipped out his wand and his head swung around to stare at Harry.

"Whoops" Harry thought. "I said that out loud"

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